>PIONEER 10 CONSOLE< C:\>run EVENTS.EXE ~~~~~Events Calendar~~~~~ –Today– March 2nd, 2024: Happy

But are you absolutely 10000% sure you know what 17776 is?! 🤨

unless there is a secret 17776, then yes. i havent delved deep into the meanings of 17776, so i dont really know it on that front. ive read it thrice, and one of my old teachers used to say you only really know a book until youve read it 3 times, so i know it in that case.

(sorry for switching up the blog, im a bad tumblrer) WHAT IS THIS SUPER BOOP YOU HAVE GIVEN ME

feel free to boop me <3

Every year Since like 2022 I reread 17776 and I havent yet this year and for a few months it was just cause I wanted to be patient (I think last year or the year before I read it in like January) but I started again in March and my master plan was to read it in my downtime in school but then our school got destroyed by a tornado and I just kinda stopped and I find that funny

i think the best pitch for 17776 is “trust me” i think people should go in not knowing what kinds of entities are communicating in the calender portion

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Thank you to everyone who got me to 100 likes!

100 more ill make a cake

contemplated for a while on how to put this mf in peter griffin death pose

Mmmm. 17776 might be one of the few utopian pieces of fiction I can actually see as beautiful and a world I wouldn’t mind living in. I think it’s because tragedy exists within it. And it’s mundane tragedy and also tragedy that is physically incomprehensible to us, who WILL die one day, but very much emotionally comprehensible because it stretches out tragedy’s scope and bounds and who can be considered tragic (the sunken city of New York, where everyone survived but the city is still gone. The lightbulb which stayed on for hundreds of years. The concept of being in love and having to be away from each other for 100 years, even though you are quite literally immortal.) like taffy . And still joy exists, and joy- mundane, pleasant, playful joy- is the force pushing continued existence, pushing the sentience of space probes, pushing the desire for us to pointlessly, happily, play

gonna start describing 17776 to friends as "big football"

maybe even big football and the sentient robots

hello, it is me, 17776. i am here to foot ball